Perfect Reject

Disclaimer: My article, my poetry, MINE.

You all think I'm happy
You all think I'm fine
While inside I'm dying
A steady flatline.

I put on a mask
First thing every day
To hide my true feelings
And to keep you at bay.

I've been called antisocial
Pessimistic and cold
Sweet, friendly, outgoing
Or so I've been told.

I've changed my looks
So that I can please
The others around me
But they constantly tease.

I have friends that adore me
For the person I am
But however I hide it
It all is a sham.

I'm sick of the fake smiles
And the same stupid lies
Watching the masquerade
We use as a disguise.

It's not that I'm ungrateful
In fact it's far from it
I'm just trapped in the nightmare
I have so tightly knit.

Welcome back to reality
The world isn't perfect
And the lie that we live in
Is called cause and effect.


The whole point of this poem is basically expressing my frustration towards my school. All of our teachers live in a bubble, I swear; they deny the fact that there is bullying going on because it is a Christian school. That doesn't mean that people aren't going to bully.
A lot of my friends (including me) are depressed from the constant torment, and some of us (again, including me) are feeling rather suicidal. If we didn't have each other, we'd probably have killed ourselves already. But we're sticking together and trying to put a stop to the bullying.
And for the lot of you who are doing the bullying: knock it off. You probably don't realize how much you are actually hurting people.
Please read and review, thanks.

~R